Bowser Junior Supermariologan

The mayor was in a car accident and rushed to the hospital for emergency treatment. My boyfriend, Joe Reid, wanted our junior colleague, Melissa Cross, to become the mayor's savior, so he convinced the entire department to delay the surgery while waiting for her. She was late because she had been making her special herbal drink. The mayor's life was hanging by a thread. If we did not act fast, we'd all be in serious trouble! I pleaded with them to start the surgery immediately, but all I received was accusations. "You're just jealous because Joe promised Melissa a permanent position. You're trying to ruin her chance to impress the mayor, aren't you?" I dropped to my knees and begged my colleagues. Only then, reluctantly, did they agree to proceed to the operating room. I served as lead surgeon with Joe and my colleagues assisting. After twelve hours, we finally saved Mayor Richard Carter's life. Afterward, our entire department received a massive bonus from the mayor. Both Joe and I were promoted. Yet on the night of my promotion, Melissa drugged me and had me locked in the hospital morgue's refrigeration unit, where I froze to death. Meanwhile, Joe led the entire department in lying to the police. "Kimberly Hayes had corrupt medical ethics. She stole credit for saving the mayor's life from Melissa to get promoted, then killed herself out of guilt." I died with my name destroyed. Melissa used this opportunity to secure her permanent position and even became department director with Richard's help. My father believed there was more to my death and fought for justice everywhere, but Joe had him committed to a psychiatric hospital where he was beaten to death by other patients. Only after death did I learn the truth. This was all a conspiracy between Melissa and Joe. Melissa was too afraid to be lead surgeon. They delayed everything just to replace me! When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn to the day Joe led the entire department in waiting for Melissa before the surgery. In this life, I would not stop these ungrateful colleagues from destroying themselves.

My fiancé's junior colleague went around the hospital every day calling herself "the best girl". When a patient with acute appendicitis was admitted, she mistakenly prescribed laxatives instead of proper treatment. The patient nearly went into shock and died. After the hospital was reported by the patient's family, she simply smiled and said, "I don't even need a supervising doctor to prescribe medication anymore. I'm such a good girl!" On another occasion, she failed to order routine pre-op blood work for a surgical patient. During the procedure, a visiting senior surgeon was exposed and later contracted HIV. She actually puffed out her chest and said, "Even if everyone had to stay up all night helping me save the doctor, I'm still the best girl!" I protested more than once and urged my fiancé to dismiss her. He refused every time. He brushed it off with a laugh, saying "this good girl" just needed time and experience. Then, a prominent patient was transferred from a military hospital for surgery. She secretly tampered with the medical records, switching the pathology findings from the left lung to the right. She even revised the surgical plan, recommending removal of the patient's completely healthy right lung. Luckily, I caught the mistake in time, restored the correct pathology report, and performed the surgery successfully. After the patient recovered, he asked for our team to be recognized. To my disbelief, Elena Bakers ran to my fiancé in tears. "I wrote the entire report by myself! All by myself! I'm the best little girl! "Why do you always take credit away from me? It took so much courage for this little girl to be brave just once! "You're all horrible!" Elena stormed out of the hospital and was struck and killed by a car on the spot. My fiancé did not say a word. However, on the very day I was appointed hospital director, he produced falsified evidence accusing me of altering records and causing multiple medical accidents to advance my career. I was arrested, tried, and sentenced to death. As the verdict was delivered, he looked at me with unmistakable satisfaction. "You'll never make up for what you owe Elena. Not in this lifetime." When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Elena altered the surgical plan.

Pendant huit ans, j'ai été le secret d'Alpha Adrian. Il a fallu attendre le centième anniversaire de son grand-père pour qu'il accepte enfin de ramener notre fils, Gauthier, et moi dans la meute. Il m'avait juré que les Anciens avaient finalement donné leur bénédiction. Notre fils, surexcité, sautait sur le lit en brandissant sa médaille de champion, celle qu'il avait gagnée lors du tournoi junior de combat. Il s'était battu bec et ongles, juste pour rendre son père fier. Mais à peine avions-nous posé le pied sur le domaine de Boisnoir… qu'on l'a vu. Adrian, dans les bras d'une louve blonde, l'embrassait à pleine bouche. Avec un sourire aux lèvres, il nous l'a présentée : « Ma compagne, Sophia. » Gauthier s'est précipité vers lui, furieux, tendant le doigt vers la marque de morsure bien visible sur mon cou. « C'est la marque que Papa a faite à Maman ! Vous la voyez tous, non ?! » Le Chef des Anciens s'est avancé. Il a à peine jeté un regard, puis a lâché un ricanement glacial : « Une astuce de magie de sang, rien de plus. Ça peut imiter une odeur, mais jamais la connexion d'âme d'un vrai lien d'âmes-sœurs. N'importe quel loup expérimenté s'en rend compte au premier coup d'œil. » Je me suis tournée vers Adrian, paralysée, incapable de bouger. Lui, il m'a ignorée… et a caressé doucement la vraie marque sur le cou de Sophia, qui brillait d'un éclat argenté sous la lumière de la lune. « La meute de Boisnoir n'acceptera jamais une sang-mêlé incapable de se transformer, » a-t-il dit froidement. « La seule digne de se tenir à mes côtés, c'est Sophia. » Je l'ai regardé… et un rire amer m'a échappé. Penser que j'avais réprimé mon propre sang Royal Alpha… pour un homme pareil.